#· ✱. // FIRST RULE OF FIGHT CLUB ( ooc. )

[seaweedrain]

I wanna go off about Pentious and Cherri because I adore them

I saw a post in the cherrisnake tag explaining how the whole night club scene felt a little OOC, and I totally agreed! Until I thought... Is it? I agree with the person who wrote the post (here is link to post) that Pentious seems like the kind of dude who would be asking for her fathers permission to court her! I've honestly wanted to write fanfics just like this back when the pilot came out, he really does give off those types of vibes!

I feel like the first few gestures of buying her a drink was him being gentlemanly! But again, like the person who wrote that post said, the mans probably got a lil buzzed, lettin the drinks talk as he moved forward with his Rule Of 3 comedy moment! Again, I fully agree haha! However, I do think another side of his personality was showing during this moment!

Sir Pentious has a desire to be accepted by those he admires! He wants the V's to see him, he wants other Overlords to notice him and his work! He will act like them if necessary! He's hip and cool! Or at least he really thinks he is! That club was Cherris scene! He was invited out by her! He had to act like her! Right??? That would impress her, RIGHT?! Asking her to do things with him that didn't seem... like him? She'd like that, right? That's what she does! She brought him there, after all (only because Charlie told her to, but he never thought he'd make it this far!)

After talking with Charlie in those last few episodes (in the background), the girl probably gave him sound advice to be himself as he tried to confess to Cherri. Being like Cherri didn't work with flirting with her (altho I personally, think she thinks he's a cute silly), so he might as well be himself. Someone who isn't trying to fight with her and "enemies/arch rivals". As he fumbles and runs away, it does look like she's a little sad he didn't confess, although I've seen a few argue that she just looked confused. Even after Angel told her she could hit that, in my personal opinion there was a hint of sadness.

In the fun facts, it says Sir Pentious died in the 19th century. I know he's an inventor, but the fact that he wears a generals outfit makes me wonder if that was him just... Being a silly lil guy thinking back to his time where he could have been high up in the ranks for war, or if he actually was! How much has he been through in life? Was he unable to confess his love before dying? I went to the wiki and couldn't find any information, although even if there were, I'm not sure how much I'd trust from wiki or how much of the info might be considered outdated now that the show is actually out!

The idea that he knew he was risking his after life, about to double die, he didn't want regrets about confessing to Cherri, especially after failing to the night before. Whether he had a similar experience in the living life or not, I do adore that Sir Pentious was able to be himself at least somewhat. Cherri was clearly charmed.

I do see him as a character that would try to court her over time, something I could DEF write a slow burn about! But I do love that he was written as someone who WANTED to get these feelings off his chest! Maybe if he could have, then he could have woo'd her like a proper gentleman! Maybe if we had a longer season, we could have seen more of that. His different attempts, trying to act like others thinking that'd impress her. Not fully aware that being himself was actually the answer all along. Yes, being himself was in a 'life' or death situation and it PROBABLY wasn't exactly how he could have wanted it to go down, but he was nonetheless, able to confess. Not pretending to be someone he wasn't. Yes, he agreed he was out of his mind, but he was being crazy for sacrificing himself! There wasn't time to think, he just had to do. There wouldn't be regrets. He was doing this for his friends, for her, in hopes to keep them safe or buy time.

So I do wish he took his time with her. Was able to flirt, court, and awkwardly confess at his own rate (figuring out he didn't have to pretend he was just like her and could do everything she did, fumbling it lmao) I could see how someone could think this was a ship pushed too quickly and out of the blue- maybe if there was more time in the season it wouldn't have seemed that way! I'm biased, I've been shipping them since the pilot! However, with the screen time they did get, I think it was written well!

And who knows?! There are theories he will lose his memory now that he's in Heaven, he will have lost his memory (which would be VERY sad, but I also adore the drama). I've seen posts where Charlie goes up again or Emily reaches out and they find out Pentious is there! I wouldn't be surprised if Emily remembered The Rizz Master who failed to flirt with a girl 3 times in one night at a club. I do fear Sera is going to do something to him, prevent him from doing anything as the news sinners can come to Heaven shouldn't be known or smth idk... But, I like the opportunities for Cherri and Sir Pentious that they may have in the future!

For all Cherri knows, right now Sir Pentious is double dead! The shipping possibilities are endless with him now being in Heaven! I saw a cute post about them writing letters and sending them to each other via Charlie. I could see Pentious writing this long, elegant letter with a reply of "LMAO XD RAWR" and him LOVING IT!

I'd love to know others thoughts, I just wanted to ramble about them.

[gatheredfates]

Hi! My name is Sea, and I have an unhealthy obsession with taking on large community projects! This is my Final Fantasy XIV Community Compendium, focusing on linking as many XIV writing/roleplaying discords, forums, events, free companies and resources as I can get my hands on. While the inspired by and predominately tailored for roleplayers, it should have something for anyone looking to engage creatively with the game in some capacity. ⭐

If you'd like to simply check out what the Compendium is all about and miss my waffling below, any of the links on this post will take you there — but this is a handy one! A reblog also goes a huge way to increase my reach and find communities/resources; you're also welcome to share this post with people not on Tumblr who might be looking for communities/resources or have something to add.

Why a compendium, Sea?

In my opinion, the way people engage with fandom and communities has changed. It was once extremely common for people to hop onto the XIV Roleplaying Forum or find people looking for contact on Tumblr, but most of these resources have shifted to Discord. While Discord is great for keeping a community when you have it, the isolation of these communities into hidden, secular spaces doesn’t do a lot to help people find them in the first place and creates an air of loneliness/disconnect for new players or people looking to find specific communities. I don’t believe that a person should necessarily be a part of x amount of servers to find the one that suits them, nor that all communities should necessarily be on Discord — or just plain hard to find. However, while this is currently the standard, I’d like to try and help these communities be fostered and seen in a place accessible to basically anyone with an internet connection. If one community has benefited from this document, then I have done my part.

This is my monthly drive to showcase the Compendium but find new things to add! A lot of the below is already on the document, but I split communities/resources into four distinct spaces:

Large-scale community discords such as the XIV Reddit Discord, Hunts, GPOSE promotions and broad-space roleplay servers that harbour a large number of people and are publicly available to all. These may not have an RP focus but will assist in other aspects of the game.

Free Company & community-focused servers. E.G. an Ishgardian Roleplay server whose mission is to foster a community for Ishgardian characters; an EU server created to help players struggling with timezones. This also includes event discords such as fight clubs, markets, cafes, etc.

Friend/casual servers that have a roleplay element but may be just a group of people looking to find others to hang out and do content with.

Miscellaneous. Likely to be less community servers and more resources such as lore compilations, how-to guides, gposing techniques, boosting blogs, etc. These may get their own dedicated section later.

Want to submit? You can either fill out the google form here, send me an ask with the relevant information contained on the Compendium, or join my Discord at SEAFLOOR (21+ only)!

Is my space suitable for the Compendium? Most of the time, yes! Below the read more is some more information/stipulations. Again, all accessible on the document! 🪸

Below are the following things I do not accept on the Compendium:

Personal/Single-Character LFC ads.

Content intended for or can be used for bullying, harassment and OOC gossip. E.g. ‘Secrets’ blogs, receipts, callout posts, etc. This does not include IC tabloid blogs used to generate RP.

Communities that do not have an RP/writing element (large-scale exempt).

Anything I find personally distasteful or goes against the spirit of this project.

Common-sense rule applies.

FAQ.

I want to put my community on the compendium but we have an application process. Is this okay?

Yes! Just note somewhere in your application that's a requirement. The only thing that is mandatory for the Compendium is that you must be open to new members or have a public-facing/accessible facet. There's no point advertising a community if no one can join it in some way!

I want to put my community on the compendium but I only have x number of members —

Also totally okay! People don't start with large communities. Activity is a must but, whether your server has two or two thousand members, if you're looking for new people to join, I'd love to help you find people.

I want to put my community on the compendium but I worry its too niche?

Okay, and? If your Eorzean Fishing Alliance has four members but you roleplay every second weekend, I still want to know about it.

What resources/communities can I add if I'm not the owner of them?

Mutual consent is extremely important to me, so anything that isn't a large-scale community OR a publicly accessible resource must be endorsed by the owner/admin/moderators in order to be added to the compendium. I operate under the assumption that a resource posted to a public space (tumblr, googledocs, youtube, etc) is open to all. A large-scale community is one with a significant member count or openly advertises itself as being accessible to everyone for whatever purpose it serves. If in doubt, please get in touch with me. I'm happy to contact your community owners for you!

How active does a community need to be?

If you find a community has not been active in about two/three months, send me a message and I'll take a look at it. Communities have ebbs and flows, especially event spaces that may take hiatuses depending on member interest/life events. I'm not strict in my implementation provided a space isn't dead. If a link or anything is broken, absolutely contact me about that.

I have [insert a question not stated here]?

No drama! Send me an ask or use the #Compendium channel in my Discord!

[elite-amarys]

Event Announcement: BBA Student Council Election Season

It’s election season at Blueberry Academy! That means that it’s time for our Student Council candidates to start campaigning for your votes. There are multiple seats available, all of them requiring a different set of skills and know-how! The positions to be campaigned for are:

Student Council President *SEE NOTE BELOW*: The one in charge of it all! Student Council President leads the charge on all current projects, makes final decisions, and is the representative of our school to the world at large. BBA is a school run primarily by its students, which makes this is a big role, with a lot of responsibilities, but if you think you’re up for the challenge announce your candidacy today! One seat available, and the runner up in this poll will be named Vice President of the Student Council.

Secretary: The administrative brains behind the operation. The secretary compiles and distributes meeting minutes, assists in special projects, reports treasury information, and monitors all incoming communication from students and clubs. One seat available.

Treasurers: The money masters! These students monitor and manage anything and everything to do with our BP economy, including your BBQ rewards and club budgets. They are also responsible for monitoring all club spending. There are three seats available.

Historian: This is the person responsible for all documentation of club activities, as well as general media attention to BB Academy. They record interviews, save photos of memorable moments, and generally ensure that the history of BBA is well documented. One seat available.

While we strongly recommend that candidates for the Student Council President position have at least some experience with Student Council in the past, any student may announce their candidacy for any position! The deadline to announce your candidacy is MAY 10th

From May 11th onward election season will be in full swing! Campaigns, posters, speeches, big promises, whatever you feel will get you the most votes. And while the official campaign doesn’t start until the 11th, there’s nothing stopping you from making friends and taking names before then, eh? 😉

Anyone running for Student Council President MUST have their platforms finalized and announced by no later than May 15th. Any candidates that fail to announce a platform will be disqualified.

Finally, election day will take place on June 2nd! Any student currently enrolled in BBA who will be attending in the 2024-2024 school year is welcome to vote.

Best of luck, candidates!

//OOC housekeeping below the cut read or perish

First up, any BBA blog can run for any of these positions but the outcome of Student Council President is locked to Amarys winning. This is because 1) BBA Student Council is my baby and I will not be giving up control of it, you can pry my headcanons out of my cold dead hands, 2) This is a canon character trait of hers and 3) My event my rules. That said, the runner up WILL be named vice president, which is also a very important spot on Student Council. Amarys’ name will not be showing up on the actual polls on June 2nd, but if another blog wins by a landslide Amarys will be considered to have won by only a slim margin. So basically, if you are running for StuCo President you are actually running for Vice President.

If you want your character to participate you MUST message me directly, it can be an ic ask or not. The important point is that you don’t just make a post on your blog. I might not see it, and then you will not be included in the list of candidates posted May 11th.

This is going to be a tumblr event, no discord required.

All positions will have at least one NPC running for them. This is both to give anyone who opts in someone to fight against, and to give me a safety net in case there is a position or positions that no one wants to run for.

Lastly, if you want to participate but don’t think your own blorbo would run, you are free to create an anon persona to campaign with. I think this would be difficult to do, as you’d be limited to only campaigning via asks, but it is absolutely an option. You also run the risk of someone impersonating you to spread rumors but hey! I think that kind of drama would be a blast tbh.

That’s all! Let me know if you have any questions :3

[krovscastlerpg]

Let the games begin!

As castle residents and townsfolk enter the village stadium, an announcer's voice cuts through the pumping music over the speakers throughout the building for all to hear:

Welcome to Krovs' third fight club tournament! We have an amazing lineup of contestants all battling it out single elimination style in hopes of taking home $100,000! We're extremely pleased to host this year's event in Krovs Town's stadium although the event will be televised for all who can't attend the festivities in person. Those joining us here in town are welcome to check out many of our food and merchandise vendors all catered by some of very own town residents and their businesses here. We highly recommend grabbing a drink and/or a special souvenir in between fights.

This year we're also excited to see some of our councilmen get in the ring and battle it out together. These council fights will take place at the end of each round while the other contestants get fixed up by our team of medical staff and healers before heading home for the day.

Let's go over the ground rules all fighters should follow before we kick things off:

The fighting area is protected with a magical barrier thanks to our magical consultants and security so that our attendees will be protected from any ricochet projectiles.

All fighters will be given access to their full abilities and powers. Slave and staff collars will be deactivated only during their fights with a magic consultant on standby to reactivate them with the negating charm as soon as they leave the ring and have recovered from any injuries naturally.

Any attempt at using one's abilities to harm others outside the ring or, in the case of slaves, escape Krovs will be met with consequences.

Have fun... but not too much fun. Magic consultants will be on standby to activate collars with negation charms or otherwise stop an out of control fighter killing their opponent in the ring.

Councilmen can obviously ignore rules two, three, and four in their fights since we would never expect them to misbehave...

Let's take our seats, gentlemen! The first round is about to begin!

Players, please continue reading for OOC information on this event.

FIGHT THREADS

Since this is a fast-paced event, players have the option to thread the actual fights on Discord. The admins have channels in our Discord OOC for these threads so that way other players can view them and have their characters "watch" the fights happening "live." Players will be tagged in public threads created for each fight in the Fight Club event channel in our Discord OOC for this round. Once tagged, players are free to start their threads in there. Remember for whoever starts the thread to copy and paste the starter onto Tumblr as well! Anyone who wishes to write their threads on Tumblr instead of Discord should inform an admin.

DISCORD TO TUMBLR TRANSFER. Whoever starts each fight thread in Discord must also copy and paste their starter onto Tumblr. Players will be expected to copy and paste these fighting threads onto Tumblr, reblogging them like normal, for reference as these channels will be archived in the OOC once the event is over. Players can do this while the thread is in progress on Discord or after the thread has been completed so long as it's entirely transferred into a Tumblr thread at some point.

NON-FIGHTING PARTICIPATION

While the main spectacle of this event will be the fights, players with characters not running into the ring will have other options of participation in this event, if they would like. These can include, but are not limited to: running or participating in betting games on fighters, working the event as staff (catering, security, servers, medical staff for injured fighters), or as attendees watching the shows. Unclaimed slaves not fighting will be asked to assist the staff with serving the councilmen and other masters watching the show. Players are welcome to get creative with this and can check with an admin if they're unsure about something. Non-fighting threads as part of this event MUST take place on Tumblr ONLY.

BETTING. Anyone not involved in the actual fights can place and run bets. These bets can be on each individual round, a certain character getting far, or they can predict the whole tournament. Characters can place multiple bets and change their minds as the event goes on. The character with the most accurate bet at the end of the tournament will win the pool money. This aspect can also be played out in threads on Tumblr, but the formal bets MUST be posted in the #betting Discord channel for admins to see.

OOC RULES

There should be NO godmodding, power playing, or metagaming. Please see our OOC rules here for a refresher of these definitions. Anyone guilty of these acts will receive strikes and have their characters disqualified from participating in fights.

Here are links to our species pages on desktop or mobile for information on the general abilities each species possesses. We strongly recommend players re-familiarizing themselves with what their characters can or cannot do in terms of powers and magic, especially with their species age. Any uncertainties or questions should be brought to an admin for clarification.

Human and human hybrid fighters will be gifted special gear like leather or medium armor and weapons best suited against their opponent based on species (i.e., a human going up against a faerie opponent would be given a cold iron or silver blade, a vial of holy water and salt against a demon, or a gun loaded with silver bullets against a werewolf). This is to give humans some level of advantage for a fair fight in the ring. Players are welcome to get creative with what their humans walk into the ring with and can use weaknesses listed on each species page for ideas.

Winners of each round should be based factually on each character's age, species, skillset, knowledge, and/or experience. The actual fight scene does not need to be planned step-by-step in detail OOC as admins will only need to know the winner of each round in advance. We trust that players can come to fair agreements, handle the outcomes maturely and fairly, and write them out accordingly. If players can't reach an agreement, please reach out to the admins to play referee in determining the winner.

Player appearance will be taken into consideration when deciding a winner. If a player who requested to participate doesn’t show up at all for the event, the active player partnered with them will automatically be declared the winner by default. While we don’t mind players taking their time to reply to event threads, we do require players showing up to communicate with their partners about the round winner as this is necessary for the event to run smoothly. Players should give their fight partner at least 24 hours to respond back before contacting an admin. Please provide screenshot proof that communication was initiated without response.

Players should only post starters that are related to the event now that it has begun. Please tag all open starters only with #event starter and #krovscastlestarter. Make sure to @krovscastlestarters​​ as well! Our rules on open starters in terms of limits and response requirements still apply; please see here for information. Please do NOT use the #krovscastleevent tag so that players can easily find event information without starters clogging this tag. Keep in mind to reply to other open starters being posted. Open starters that are not related to the event will be reblogged after it has ended. Any starters prior to the event needing five responders will be advertised after our event ends. Characters who are fighting are allowed to post and answer open starters as well to interact with other characters outside of the ring.

Players can choose whether they would like to place prior threads on hold to focus on event threads, however, this is not mandatory. All we ask is that players communicate with their partners or drop a note in the OOC about their thread status. 

Rules for masters, slaves, staff, and villagers still apply in Krovs Town! This means anyone, regardless of their role, who misbehaves or breaks town rules will be taken into custody or fined by the chief of police or his officers.

Claims and purchases will stay intact throughout the event. Unclaimed slaves will remain in the Undercroft unless otherwise rented by a master, staff member, or villager or brought to town to help service the event attendees. 

Applications will still be accepted during the event.

Players, please LIKE this post so that we know it has been read.

Have fun! :)

[chromosome23hq]

Things have been relatively calm in the city. There haven't been fights between factions, and most of the hullabaloo against the Essex House has died as the months passed. Things are looking better for the New Yorkers; life is easy and normal again.

And what happens when life starts to look normal like before? Simple, the citizens decide to throw a party! Halloween is right around the corner, and who doesn't love a good costume party? Various individuals and organizations have been planning, shopping, and inviting those to their Halloween parties.

MONSTER MASH

HOSTED BY: Laurel Cunningham & Yazmín Navarro Montes LOCATION: Abandoned Warehouse TIME: 7 PM to 12 AM

One thing about the X-Men and Omegas? Oh, they're going to host an absolutely amazing party. But instead of the old heads planning it, Laurel Cunningham and Yazmín Navarro Montes have decided to handle the festivities themselves.

With the abandoned warehouse as the location, the two (and the help of friends) spruced up the place. Tables are set up, a few strobe lights in the corners, a DJ in the corner with huge speakers, and food and drinks from local restaurants: a party that you would see in a horror movie! Oh… maybe I shouldn't have said that—sorry. But seriously, the gang turned this lifeless and spooky building into the raddest spot in the city. 

Come down and dance to the Monster Mash, bob for some apples, and have a professional photographer take you and your friends' pictures in the corner. I promise that you won't regret it one bit! 

SATANIC SOIREE

HOSTED BY: Club Nyx LOCATION: Club Nyx TIME: 9 PM to 3 AM

You know, Halloween isn't just for kids. It's also for the adults who need to make their inner child happy. To appeal to those adults and drunkards, Club Nyx is hosting a Halloween party! Fake cobwebs are strung around, a smoke machine blows out fake smoke the entire time, and the employees are all dressed up as zombies, ready to cater to their patrons. 

Anyone can attend; however, you must wear a costume to get inside. And no, the zombie bouncer won't let you in if your costume is lame and a simple shirt that says, "this is my costume." Sorry, buddy, that's not gonna work here. Have fun and be creative! Make your inner child happy while also pleasing your adult self.

BOO'ED UP

HOSTED BY: Rollerama LOCATION: Rollerama TIME: 9 PM to 12 AM 

Who said you can't find your soulmate on Halloween?

Yes, we know it sounds crazy, but at Rollerama, we believe in love at first sight. That's why they're holding a speed dating event on October 31st—appropriately titled Boo'ed Up. Open to those who are 21 and older, the event will be held in the roller skating rink's private party space.

If you're looking for love, this is the chance for you to see what's out there—and there's no better place to meet someone who will change your life forever than a roller skating rink.

You never know who might be waiting for you at Rollerama, and if nothing else, it'll be a fun way to spend Halloween for all you sexy singles out there!

OOC INFORMATION: 

The IC date for the events is Saturday, October 31st, 1998.

The OOC duration will be from October 1st @ 12 AM to October 31st @ 11:59 PM PHT.

Please only focus on your Halloween threads during the entire month. All other threads should be put on pause during October.

Event participation isn't mandatory! However, if you're going to bench a muse (or multiple) for the month, let the admins know through the 💬｜admin-hotline channel so you can freeze your muse for the month. Muse freezing rules apply.

Please list which muses will attend which event in the 🔄｜muse-updates channel—along with their costumes—and use the tag #c23halloween! Have fun and be creative!

[alessblckwood]

Guess who finally wrote up her rules? Ok before you answer that: its ME. Anyways here they are, nothing huge or earth shaking but just the basics which all of you lovely people I’m already rping with already seem to know (which makes you lot that much more awesome!) You can find the rules here!

[kirisaki-daichi-scenarios]

a discussion of jabberwock with team interaction hcs + deeper nash analysis

for anon who asked "Can we get some headcanons for jabberwock members or like headcanons when they're together? (its okay if it was jason or nash only)" and made me realise it's about time i get these guys' personalities down

note before we start: cause i didn't know their names until i wrote this

zack is the bald one, allen is the one with a headband, nick is the other white guy apart from nash.

team hcs

nick gets bullied for being under 6ft, but not by jason

nah good old jason teases all of them for being short fucks, emphasising that they’re all 5ft tall in comparison to him

he 100% lifts things out of the others' reach and then laughs for ages after when they try get them

unfortunately though, they’re all used to this and now just ignore him. either that or nash stares at him so intensely jason actually repents and hands it back

zack’s another one with a very good glare, but he’s used it too often on jason and it’s since stopped working.

also jason gives me ‘straightens his back as much as possible when getting measured so he’ll measure in as 7ft’ vibes

oh and he thinks he could wrestle a gator and win. i’ve got no explanation for that except for the fact you can't tell me it's ooc.

allen’s very protective over his white headband - it’s his lucky item - but he’d never let anyone know that

he’s confident in his abilities like the rest of them, but there’s nothing wrong with wearing a headband just in case

(nash knows anyway)

they watch nba matches together and do not shut up once throughout the entire match - lots of jeering, booing each other if someone criticises a player they like, lots of “i could do that”, lots of “get your fucking hand out of my popcorn do you want me to punch you in the face” etc

they used to all live together, but nash has since moved out. he was sick and tired of trying to make people do chores, as the only one who kept their room clean.

yeah the others’ house looks like a heap of trash but also very much “where’s my toothbrush?” “it’s in the third coke can by the orange peel behind the sink” *silence* “yeah thanks” *a minute later* “who the fuck has been using my toothbrush”

they’re all “bro your dribbling sucks why are you on this team loser” to one another, but also very protective (aka arrogant for one another) if anyone else Dared to criticise one of their teammates

then again, what kind of person would criticise jabberwock

half of the time he spends with jabberwock, nash is a Single Mother TM trying to get a bunch of man children to behave; the other half of the time, he's just as bad as the rest of them

i talk about this a lot but i get the feeling nash is an exceptionally hard worker, but at least he gets to let his hair down around his teammates sometimes

nash is also the only person jason thought was truly ‘strong’ at first sight

and nash is also the only person who can beat jason in a fight, and also the only person who can get nash to train, and also the only person who can.. [etc. you see my point].

(n.b jason calls himself the ‘almighty me’, nash says that ‘even god can’t beat me’. point made.)

you know how jason silver’s motto is “I have never thought”

imagine him proudly stating that, before zack adds with a straight face, “yeah cause nash does it for you.”

in short, the team would fall apart without nash.

although the team’s communication and coordination is very fine tuned, nash is the guy who keeps everything in order off the court to prevent what is essentially a team of aces ('main characters', if you will) from falling apart

they hang out together a lot, but do all have other friend groups that do not overlap

team bbqs

unofficial rule not to criticise anchovies on pizza because the one time nick did, nash snapped

however pineapple on pizza is fair game, even though zack quite likes it

more than once, jason has brought a girl home and nick has stolen her attention away with effortless trick shots, funky ball manoeuvring etc

more than once nick has had to trek to nash’s place (with a black eye) at midnight to have somewhere to sleep

do you see a correlation?

oh and everyone in the team has been walked in on by nash when they were naked with some girl

nash has absolutely no shame

he apologises to the girl with a charming albeit insincere tone, and then remains standing in front of the bed/couch until his teammate does what he expected of them

usually it involves not having come to practice

allen learnt a few (emphasis on ‘few’) words of japanese before they travelled to japan and was disappointed that he never got to use them

that said, one of those words was hentai

and now a quick analysis of some panels

a) so there's at least one player who wasn't underestimating vorpal swords. if i were to overanalyse, i'd add that nick's wearing a hoodie (possibly athletic wear) whilst nash has a 'fancy' shirt on; perhaps nick wasn't expecting them to be going to host clubs instead of chilling/training?

b) i know what you're thinking: "how can you say nash is a hard worker when he didn't want to practice for the match". i reckon he was still pretty high on the complete and utter success of their previous match, that plus being around girls, encouraged him to have a more 'jason-y' personality. (either that or fujimaki didn't want to add too much depth/realism into nash's character bc he's unequivocally the villain, right? and obviously this helps with the plot and the jabberwock bad geniuses gom good geniuses rhetoric.)

earlier, i mentioned how nash is the only one that could keep the team together, and is thus the undeniable head of the team; here's a clear example. you can see both jason and zack have no interest in continuing - if anything, there's disgust in their faces, kinda just saying "we spat on all of japan, now we can go home". whereas nash won't allow for the slightest of possibilities that there might exist a team stronger than them, and hence agrees to the match. the key thing here is that the others do as he says without too much fuss.

another thing to note is nash's reference to harakiri. now what can we make of that, alongside his proficiency in japanese, in relation to his character? the way i see it, he's either a weeb or possibly has some japanese lineage. (you could spin that even further and say his mother was japanese, taught him the language, then abandoned him, and hence his almost excessive hatred/mockery of the japanese people.) (is that why he wanted to do another match in japan..?)

just a quick point. "thanks to him" - jason isn't so superior as to think that he could win this match effortlessly without nash's support. links pretty nicely with my earlier idea about how nash is the only person jason has always considered 100% strong.

yet another point about how nash is the strongest of the team in pretty much every way you can think of. you know how scary/powerful you have to be to shut jason up (after he's getting real pissed from being prevented from scoring?)

i personally think this is a pretty important panel, though i've never seen anyone mention it before. did nash grow up training in a professional basketball training situation, as opposed to growing up playing streetball like i suspect the others did? well, to answer that question, imma bring in another panel.

here we see visible rage on nick, zack and jason's faces - they can't accept their loss, which is fair enough. but i'd argue that nash's face seems to depict sadness more than it does anger like to rest of them, look at how downturned his mouth is - and he's looking away from the 'camera', as if hiding his shame.

when you combine that with what he says here, i have no doubt that this is someone who has experienced some proper lows in basketball - as would be expected from someone who's played 'properly'. he's possibly not even a prodigy like the rest of them - compare jason's motto with his. "i have never thought" versus "do not suppose opportunity will knock twice at your door".

there's various lines of thinking you could design with this - he might have been trained by alex (hence, himuro having heard of jabberwock, though he should have known of a team as popular of jabberwock regardless), he might have grown up with professional basketballer parents etc. but here's my own little theory:

nash received serious basketball training from early on - maybe because his parents were living vicariously through him, or maybe he always loved the sport and wanted to be no1. so there he was training away, but, as he grew older, it started getting all a bit too much.

he didn't want to dedicate his entire life to basketball. after all, his hobby is water sports and his speciality is boxing; that's a lot of different things to be keeping up with, whereas the pipeline for promising athletes demands people focus solely on basketball. as a result, nash become bitter: stopped attending practice regularly, got in trouble for trash talk of increasing severity, etc.

result was he was kicked out of the program.

only when he was no longer playing basketball again, did he realise how much he missed it. and hence he got into streetball, where he was tremendously successful as someone with so much training, 'elite skills', and the overly confident attitude to boot.

then, one fateful day, he met jason and the rest is history.

[tumbling-darkling]

Midnight Hang-Outs

This is a small crossover between Danny Phantom and DC! (Specifically Danny and Harley Quinn!) Following the prompts from Day 11 and 12 - Midnight and Scars (more of mentioned than revolving around it) Harley might be slightly ooc because I don’t read a lot of DC comics but maybe consider it more of like AU Harley Quinn. Mother hen. She feeds the vigilantes of Gotham on slow nights.

Harley glanced over to the boy sitting next to her on the rooftop of the Gotham Bank, she had been planning to break into it to draw out some fun with any nearby vigilantes but instead she had spotted the scrawniest looking glowing teen she’d ever seen. Well he was the only glowing teen she’d ever seen, but the poor kid was struggling against some freak in a white suit.

He had already devoured about 10 of the breakfast sandwiches she bought from a nearby 24 hour fast food joint, she couldn’t remember the name but her pal, Jeremy, always worked late shifts and gave her most of the grease filled wraps for free. Which she got a total of 20 and was beginning to worry that it wasn’t enough for this endless void. She thought she could calculate this kind of thing better based on Batsy’s kids, then again none of them had powers. That must be the factor throwing her off.

She glanced over him again, taking in his features for probably the hundredth time since she spotted him. White hair that gently wisped around his face like he was constantly underwater, pale blue-green skin with neon green freckles that sparkled like stars in the night, toxic green eyes that matched the freckles, flecks of blue hidden within the irises that shone in the right light. He hand pointed ears and little baby fangs, and his suit itself reminded her of the superheroes she’s faced before, but the material seemed all wrong when she got a closer look. It wasn’t spandex, or that thick armour like fibre that Batsy likes to use. She didn’t know what it was made out of. That flaming looking D was enough to hint at a superhero gig, like Superman and that ‘S’ on his chest. She didn’t care that it was supposed to be a symbol for hope, his name was Superman and that thing was an S, end of conversation.

The kid had taken off those gloves in order to eat, she didn’t blame him though, eating with gloves on was weird, and those white gloves would stain like a motherfucker. What caught her attention about it was the scars. Little one littered this kid's hands, and then there was a ligament scar coating his left hand. It was the brightest of all the scars, glowing slightly a wicked green as if he was still being electrocuted.

She turned her gaze back to the streets below, “So, what are you doing out this late?” She asked, avoiding sensitive topics like the scar. “It has to be way past midnight at this point.”

The kid glanced over to her, then shrugged, “had to chase Boxy all the way out here, the dude flies fast for a ghost obsessed in boxes.”

Harley glanced back over, noticing the kid now had finished the last of the sandwiches as he looked in the bag for more, shoving the garbage into it once he confirmed there was nothing left, “Boxy? Was that the freak in white?”

The kid shook his head, “nah, that was a government agent. G.I.W, or the Guys in White. Must’ve followed me, cornered me after I was already exhausted from chasing Boxy all over town. Boxy is the Box Ghost, blue ghost dude in overalls, fairly harmless but he can be a pain in the ass when he wants to be.”

“Want me to blow the rest of those agents up for you?” Harley asked, leaning closer while flashing a sinister grin.

The kid jerked back, “no! No it’s fine, just caught me off guard! I can handle them just fine, you don’t need to blow anyone up!” He squeaked out quickly, wildly waving his hands around. Harley couldn’t help but grin at the display, he reminded her a lot of Batsy’s kids. Energetic, good hearts (most of the time), think they can handle the world.

“So are you one of Batsy’s kids? Harley voiced her thoughts.

The kid blinked owlishly at her, “Batsy’s… you mean Batman? The Batman?”

Harley shrugged, “yeah, Batsy. He has quite a lot of them so I like to try and stay updated when he gets a new kid. You almost fit the bill, young teen, dark past, though the powers would be new.”

“How do you know I have a dark past?”

“Well, you said you were a ghost, right? Meaning you died and judging by your age, died before you even finished high school. I’d call that a dark past,” she kept out the lingering question of how he died, that wasn’t something you exactly ask someone when you first meet them. “So you aren’t one of Batsy’s kids?”

The kid shook his head, “nope,” he popped the p, “never even met the dark knight before. I barely visit Gotham, well anywhere if I can help it, I try to keep my problems in my home turf.”

“I see, you know what, I should’ve known better. Batsy would never let his kids run around this late anyway,” she hummed. “I did once see him chew a Robin out for fighting crime past his curfew, it got me arrested for sticking around to watch but boy was it worth it!” She laughed. She was surprised that Batman hadn’t gotten to this kid yet, anyhow. He didn’t always stick around Gotham ever since he joined that hero club, but that just meant that this dude had even more of a chance to find this kid. Must be dumb luck or something.

“Batman puts curfews on his sidekicks?” The kid asked, mouth agape.

“Well duh, the guy is all about the well-being of his kids. He has a no killing rule but he gets close to breaking it when one of his kids gets almost killed. He keeps them well fed, makes sure they sleep, I know because I can hear him from across rooftops at times and I fight enough of his kids to notice they aren’t skin and bones like you.”

The kid looked down at his ungloved hands, and she noticed him tracing the pattern of the ligament scar lightly with his other hand. His expression changed as he seemed to run through a series of thoughts before he spoke again, “why did you help me?” He asked, not looking up to meet her eyes, “you are a villain, right? You fight Batman and Robin, and other superheroes too if they face you. You know I’m not a villain, you said so yourself. So why help me? Wouldn’t it be better to just let a vigilante kid get knocked off so you don’t have to deal with him in future crimes?”

Harley felt her heart shatter, who the fuck hurt this kid like this? “I’m not some heartless bitch,” she said in a matter of fact tone, “you and all the teen sidekicks or vigilantes out there are still fucking kids. I have morals, and some villains don’t have the same morals as me, but seeing you getting kicked around by some freak in an alley where no one could see you? That kind of shit rubs me the wrong way. I fight teen heroes from time to time because I know they can handle it, they can fight back and I myself won’t stoop so low as to kill them if I manage to get in a few lucky hits.” She lightly nudged his shoulder, “and it’s not like you’ve personally wronged me or anything. I felt like being nice, helping out. You seem like a good kid, so why not help you out? Maybe one day I can call a favour and you can distract Bats while I kidnap the president?” She joked.

The kid looked up suddenly, sending his hair in rippling waves as he was giving her a wide eyed and the most worried look imaginable. She couldn’t help but let out another laugh, “I’m joking!” She clarified. “But I think we could have some pretty interesting game nights with Ivy. Not illegal game night, more like Uno or something. Maybe just a little gambling.”

The kid relaxed again, “well… uh… thanks. For helping me. And the food. And talking,” he rubbed the back of his neck, looking up at the sky.

“No problem, be sure to come visit again. Hey, maybe I can even introduce you to Bats at some point! Make a big show and pretend you are a villain and then BAM! Just kidding he’s just a glowing vigilante I helped out once!” She stood up, stretching her arms a little, “be sure to take it easy on your way to your home by the way, maybe take a nap or something on the way there.”

The kid nodded with a smile and stood up with her, then paused as shock filled his eyes and he spun quickly towards Harley, “Wait- how do you know I sleep-?”

Harley laughed, “well, I don’t think ghosts normally eat, so I’m assuming you sleep too,” she offered a soft smile, “just take it easy, and hey, if you ever find yourself in trouble.” Harley then pulled out a business card she usually kept for shits and giggles, handing over the poorly designed card to the kid, “know that you have a friend in Gotham who’s ready to help. And who knows how to get Batsy’s attention the fastest.” She winked.

The kid took the card, a confused grin tugging at his lips, “thanks. Hey, uh. I go by Phantom. Since I never really introduced myself.”

“Well Phantom, nice to meet you,” Harley grinned back.

[asterroidd]

sho the todorki

↬ pairing: shouto todoroki x reader

↬ synopsis: you like him, he likes you. the problem? sho's in the friend zone and so it's up to mina, the resident match maker, and company to give you guys a lil push.

alternatively: sho being a dork, hence the title

↬ warning/s: profanity lol, a lot of second hand embarrassment, two insufferable idiots, idk if this is too ooc of shouto but just take this dorky version of him

↬ note: a fic dedicated to @puredivinity​ that serves as a welcome gift for joining the sho simp club. luv u mara despite all the cursed images i send

    Class 3-A has four unspoken rules:

    Number one: never play music out loud beyond 8 pm (tried and tested by Denki himself, got blown up by Bakugo)

    Number two: don't leave your room at 2 am or a certain grape pervert would harass you

    Number three: refrain from mentioning crocs to Kirishima. Just don’t.

    And number four: never tell you or Shouto that both of you like each other (just for the sake of entertainment)

    It had become customary to not break these four rules or those who dare break it is rumored to have a thousand year duration of bad luck to be passed down generation after generation.

    That said, Mina was fed up with the mutual pining you and Shouto clearly exhibit. For two years she watched both of you shy and fluster with one another. His face beet red while you a fumbling mess. Truly a sight to behold. It was like watching a romance movie in real time, but without the stupid opening track. 

    At first she thought it was cute, it all started one morning during her first year in U.A. You forgot your jacket that day after waking up late and thus have to rush to get on time. Aizawa would have your head if you weren't there in homeroom. So in your idiocy and frantic state, you forgot most of the essential stuff and that includes, of course, a warm jacket.

    Mina watched as Shouto stared at you from across the room.  With tense shoulders as his gaze constantly drift from your form to his jacket. Her mouth curled upwards, interested with the current situation. It was not every day one could see the infamous Todoroki Shouto so nervous.

    She eagerly kept her attention on him, watching as Shouto got up from his seat and slowly made his way to you with shaky legs. Shouto, barely uttering a word, shoved his jacket to you and rushed back to his seat. At that moment, Mina already knew something was blossoming between you and him.

    And so it basically became her life mission to make sure you and Shouto end up with one another. She made the promise two years ago, and yet here you both were, two dorks that has a crush on each other but couldn't confess even if the world ends that very moment.

    Was it difficult to watch? Yes.

   It took all of Mina's entire being to not push his head into yours. She knows the consequences if one breaks the fourth rule. Two years had already pass and graduation is around the corner, she refuses to accept that both of you aren't a couple. As Class 3-A's resident cupid and match maker, she is more than determined to make sure you and him both end up together. Mina would not be inherently breaking rule number four, just gonna give you guys a lil' push with the help of a friend. And that friend is one that possesses an electrification quirk.

    "Okay, what do we tell (____) tomorrow?" Denki asked.

    Shouto looked over his written notes one last time before nodding and giving his answer, "I'll ask them if they want to have coffee."

    "Good! Make sure to?"

    "I'll make sure to keep eye contact and. . ." he halted, going over his notes once more. "And make sure that I'm smiling."

    Denki flashed him a grin. Clasping a hand around his shoulder and lightly patting it afterwards. "Now, don't forget the lesson I've taught you today. It is important that your date goes smoothly with (____)."

    Shouto eagerly nodded, stars dancing in his eyes. His heart clamored inside his chest, beating in a quick tempo comparable to that of allegro. Sweat accumulated on his palm, in which Shouto then hastily wiped it on his shirt. Despite nervousness bubbling inside his stomach, Shouto admits that he is excited to ask you out.  "Do you really think (____) and I would be a great couple?"

    "Of course, dude! Right, Mina?" Denki turned to his friend. She gave him two thumbs-up, giving fuel to Shouto's confidence for tomorrow's event.

    Now that Denki is done giving him an hour-long lesson about asking you out and things to do in a date, Mina was sure everything would go smooth as butter. Like, what could go wrong? Despite Shouto being a dork and foreign to the concept of love, he still has that natural charm that had some swooning for him.

    Though, she spoke all too soon.

    Mina facepalmed, dragging her palm across her face as Shouto stood frozen before you. She and Denki should've seen this coming.

    "(____)," he started, his voice cracking at the end. Suddenly the discoloration and grime in between the cracks of the wall looks interesting. He kept looking everywhere but you.

    You tilted your head to the side, "What's up, Sho?"

    Heavens above, Shouto loves that nickname.

    The male fiddles with the ends of his shirt, his tongue twisting and throat closing which makes it hard to speak. After class had ended, Shouto came up to you asking if he could talk to you somewhere private. He led you to the area behind the gym where no students are on sight. Well, that is except for Mina and Denki who closely followed behind to make sure Shouto wouldn't mess up his chance. The two stayed low, making sure they are well hidden behind the bush nearby.

   This was now the moment; the perfect chance for Shouto to ask you out after practicing his lines over and over again. It was a simple question: ‘Do you want to have coffee with me this weekend if you are free?”

   Should be easy enough right?

    "I- well- uhh. . ." he scratched the area behind his ear. "D-do you maybe want to free?"

    Shouto paled, he'd done messed up.

    "Wait that's wrong—" he took a deep breath. "Are you coffee this weekend?"

    Really? Really Shouto?

    "Shit— wait! Coffee this free??"

    Can someone take this lost child away?

    Denki bit his inner cheek, hands tugging his hair from second hand embarrassment. He had fate on him; had fate that Shouto had rehearsed enough the night before in asking you out. Guess he was wrong.

    "What do you mean by that?" you voiced out. You were beyond puzzled, unsure what to make of the situation. First he asks to speak with you in private, now he's a stuttering mess. Could it be that he's confessing? Asking you out?

    Your heart quickened at the thought. You were ready to say 'yes'.

    "What I mean is uhh. . ." Shouto wished he has his written notes. "Are you weekend for this coffee?"

    "YES!!" you shout without thinking.

    Wait, what? Hold up.

    "Aight, I'm forcing these two to kiss each other." Mina announced. That’s it. She lost hope for the both of you. You and Shouto need professional help. She adjusted her position, ready to get up and intervene. That is until Denki lay a heavy hand on her shoulder.

    "Wait," he motioned his head to you. Mina huffed, sitting down once more.

    "Sho. . ." you start, a soft smile on your face.

    "Y-yes?" damn, Shouto is such a stuttering mess.

    "Do you want to grab a coffee this weekend? I mean, if you are free?"

    He blinked, your words slowly being registered in his brain. There was a buffer, like an old computer processing 10 kilobyte worth of data. His brain was stuck on 78% in the progress bar. Then, it dawned on him; the cogs and gears turning. It took a full minute for Shouto to understand. "I-. . .I’d love to!" he managed to stutter out.

    Welp, at least that did the job. Denki and Mina released a sigh of relief. High-fiving each other despite the obvious fact that Shouto failed his task.

    But hey, beggars can't be choosers. All's well, ends well.

    You can't believe it.

    You have a date with Shouto. THE Todoroki Shouto. The guy you've had a crush on since your first year in UA. The one that swept you right off your feet the moment you laid your eyes on him. The friend that always had your back. With him struggling to ask you earlier, could it mean that he likes you more than a friend?

    You let out a squeal, pressing the pillow flush against your chest. In total, you've replayed the scene from memory for over fifty times already. You couldn't even concentrate in doing your homework. So you thought instead of doing your responsibilities, you opted to celebrate by screaming and running around your room in glee.

   It wasn't everyday you'd get a douse of serotonin.

   You’ve waited for this day since forever. Day dreaming about Shouto being your significant other; holding hands with him, wrapping your arms around his torso, and kissing his lips.

   The thought brought forth another pterodactyl squeal from you.

   Oh gods, what would you wear? Should it be casual? Semi-formal? Formal?

   A wedding dress??

   No one told you a date was this stressful. You groaned, prying opening your wardrobe cabinet to quickly plan out an outfit. You can’t afford to look stupid and, dare you say, cheap when you’re on a date with the most sought after male in UA.

   Meanwhile, Shouto is also panicking.

   “Look man, you messed up once but that’s okay!” Denki cheered him up. “Experience is the best teacher.”

   “I know but. . .” Shouto took one deep breath, burying his face in his hands. “I-. . .I just froze up the moment I was in front of them.”

   “And that’s normal!”

   The moment you and Shouto parted ways, the male immediately went to Denki for some follow up consultation. Sure, he can fight villains face-to-face without batting an eye. Could freeze half of his enemies without a drop of sweat. Unleash an inferno of fire to defeat his oponent. Tolerate a bunch of fans shoving cameras up his face to get a close-up picture.

   But Todoroki Shouto, for the love of god, couldn’t ask you out without freezing in place and become a stuttering mess.

   “Lighten up man!” Denki nudged his shoulder. “Unleash the tiger inside you.”

   “But I don’t have a tiger inside me. That would be anatomically incorrect.”

   “Look—that’s not the—. . .what I mean is—uhh. . .nevermind. . .” the blond struggled with his words. He had to be careful with what advice he throw at Shouto. That man takes things way too literately. “What I mean is, toughen up. Have confidence on yourself. You’ll have (____) falling for you before you knew it.”

   Which will be easy since (____) is a simp for him, Denki thought.

   Shouto raised his fist then clenched it, determination washing over him. He gave one brief nod to his mentor (that is the personification of Pikachu).

   He can do it. Todoroki Shouto could do it.

   He’d go over his lines a thousand times before the date. He’d make sure he is 110% prepared before the weekend. Denki had made a dent in his schedule just to tutor him how to make you fall in love with him. Shouto wouldn’t let this go to waste.

   Yes, this man is prepared and is on a mission he couldn't possibly fail.

   Scratch that, Shouto’s a mess.

   He pulled the end of his sleeves, his legs bouncing up and down. The male bit the inside of his cheeks, was the weather hot or was it just his insides burning up. Shouto couldn’t sleep the night before, his mind kept him up. It was like 17 browser tabs are open, with three of them frozen, and he doesn’t know where the music is coming from.

   Due to the jitters getting the best of him, Shouto arrived at the agreed destination. . .two hours earlier than what was expected.

   Which wasn’t a problem anyway, since you did the same.

   You huffed, doubling over and placing your hands on your knees. You had ran from your house all the way to the cafe just to make sure you weren't late this time. In attempts to catch your breath, you’ve failed to notice your date standing just a few feet away from you. The minute Shouto laid his eyes on you, fire sparked deep within his heart. Someone pinch him and tell this wasn’t a dream.

   “(____),” he walked close to which startled you.

   “Sho! You-. . . you’re early!”

   “So are you. . .”

   Then silence fell between both of you. Talk about awkward. Who’s idea was it to get these two idiots in a date? If anything, both of you should’ve just left it on mutual pining and save it as a story for the grandchildren.

   Shouto cleared his throat, hands scratching the back of his neck. “Well, since we’re both early. Why won’t we enter the café?”

   You nodded, your voice box failing you. Inwardly, you were screaming your heart out. The embarrassment was just too much for you to handle. You doubt that Shouto would want a second date at this point.

   And so you lagged behind him, keeping a feet distance away from the male. You have a hard time looking at him without making a mess for yourself. Blood rushing your cheeks, it was hard to ignore the butterflies fluttering inside your stomach.

   The café was quite small. A handful of potted plants hung outside, the store’s name written in calligraphy, and a few customers visible from the window. The establishment was newly built, Ochako introduced it to you about a week ago. The cheesecake they sell is to die for—it was definitely worth the hefty price.

   A small chime went off as Shouto opened the door. Then it hit you; the strong smell of coffee. You were not a big fan of the beverage, but you’ve got to admit that the scent was pleasant. Without prior warning, Shouto lightly held your hand in his. His thumb gliding over the back of your hand a few times. You took in a sharp inhale, eyes widening at his gesture.

   This is what they do in dates right? Shouto recalled his notes.

   So this is like a DATE date?? Not a friendly date? Somebody pinch me right now, you thought.

   “We should find a table,” he spoke, eyes refusing to make contact with yours. You’ve managed to stutter out an agreement, too occupied with the feeling of his hands. It was so warm—just the way you imagined it throughout the years.

   You could finally die now in peace. Goodbye cruel world.

   Soon enough, you and he are situated on a table near the window. Neither of you dare start a conversation, because god forbid another awkward interaction. Years worth of watching romance series could have never prepared you for such an instance. You wished you should’ve consulted some of your classmates—especially those who have experience in the topic of dating—before coming here yourself. You could try and message them, but you wondered if it would be rude to pull out your phone and ignore Shouto. No, you wouldn’t take the chance.

   “Uh- So how are you, (____)?” he asked, pulling you out of your thoughts.

   “Oh, uhhh—. . .” how does one even speak again? “I’m doing well, I guess. . .?”

   That was lame, (____). Lame.

   “How about you?”

   Shouto was silent, you figured he didn’t hear you so you repeated yourself once again. All the while not looking at his direction. It would be better if you don’t see his face or you’ll turn into a puddle of mess.

   But seconds seem to drag to minutes, and that got you concerned.

   “Sho—“ you cut yourself short, realizing that he was staring at you with a lovestruck expression. He looks at you rather softly, like how one would look at a small pet one happens to cross by while walking. The way Shouto kept his gaze at you made you insecure. Was there something on your face? Hair? Shirt? Oh gods, did you smell?

   You wished that, right then and there, the earth would swallow you whole.

   “Sorry I was just. . .” he faltered in his sentence, gulping down his saliva. Shouto then turned his head to the side, a blush ever so present on his cheeks as well as the tips of his ears.

   "Sorry, you're just—just so cute in that outfit that I can’t help but stare."

   His voice was quiet, barely a whisper but you heard it, ironically, loud and clear. Your hand found its way on your mouth, blood rushing to your cheeks as a result of his compliment.

   “Tha-thank you. . .” you’ve managed to croak out, looking down and fiddling with your nails.

   Just. WOW. You can’t believe it. Never once did Shouto commented on your appearance throughout the duration of your friendship with him. What he did was just. . .just so unexpected from him. You find it hard to believe yourself.

   All these years, you’ve hidden your feelings for him. Trapped it inside a chest and swallowed the key yourself. Him falling for you is comparable to that of pigs flying; it was impossible to happen. Yet both of you sat there, like two dorks, a blushing mess while refusing to make eye contact with one another. For once, maybe this time, you could tell him how you feel.

   “I like you. . .” you voiced out your thoughts. It took you a minute to realize what you've done. You let out a small gasp and directed your attention to Shouto. He was also looking at you, baffled. He went silent, his jaw went slack, and eyes wide open, trying to find the words to reply.

   Oh boi, did you made a mistake?

   “(__—“

   “BECAUSE YOU’RE MY FRIEND!” Your jaw tightened, declaring it all too loudly just in case he rejects you. “I like you because you’ve been a good friend to me.”

   You hope you were doing this right.

   Unbeknownst to you, Shouto felt his heart break into two after hearing your added comment. His shoulders slumped down, sadness clouded his features.

   “I. . .I see. . .” he muttered. “I like you too,” he said after a pregnant pause.

   Your whole face lit up. Now it was your turn to look at him with a baffled expression. There was a twinkle in your eye, is this it? The moment of your life?

   “Because you’re my precious friend.” Shouto plastered a smile on his face.

   Oh. Welp, Mina and Denki tried.

   RIP to both of you, forever pushing the other in the friend zone.

ya’ll want a bakugo version of this? (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) ✧

[bard-llama]

The Taint of the Common Man (Meve/Reynard/Gascon)

Okay, so I finally tried to play Thronebreaker again and it turned out that my comptuer/steam/whatever had actually kept my save!!! So I didn’t have to start over, which was good, because the beginning was kinda boring, which is why it took me so long to continue. But it’s also kinda bad, because now I do not remember anything about Gascon’s introduction beyond “they fought, Meve won and threatened to hang him next time”. Which like... I could probably make it work, but knowing the details seems important for writing Meve’s feelings and reactions to Gascon. 

Anyway, this is a continuation of the thoughts that this lovely post inspired, and because I’m me, those thoughts grew a plot. Both the link and the rest of the story involve a VERY dubcon/noncon premise, so please engage only if you can. Also, spoilers for Chapter 1 of Thronebreaker (aka major plot things that happen once you reach Lyria’s capital).

Okay, once again: HUGE WARNING for Dubcon/Noncon stuff. Like, it’s how the story starts and it’s gonna be something dealt with through the whole story. My idea is basically a story that starts with Meve losing EVERYTHING, and then, through her quest to reclaim her throne, she learns how to be a better queen to ALL of her people, not just the noblemen. End game is intended to be Meve/Reynard/Gascon, but tbh, idk how they get there. Like, at first, Meve and Reynard hate Gascon A LOT, so they have to learn to love him and that takes time.

I’m kinda still learning about these characters as I think this through, so apologies if you find them ooc or if I contradict canon (without meaning to. Sometimes i do it gladly lol)

So we start with Meve returning to the Lyrian castle, only to find that her son and the Council of Peers (read: ruling council that advises the monarch and consists entirely of peerage aka nobility) have betrayed her and surrendered to Nilfgaard. She’s thrown in a dungeon and though her son orders that she is not to be harmed, she knows enough about reality to know they’d never let her live. 

She’s on guard, waiting for the guards to come and kill her - only when footsteps approach, it’s not the guards at all, but the fucking Duke of Dogs, the leader of the Strays of Spalla, a gang of bandits that plague merchant caravans and noblemen alike. Gascon, the proclaimed Duke of Dogs, opens the cell door and steps in and tells Meve that he’s freeing her, because the Council of Peers used him and his men and he can’t abide betrayal. But there’s one condition - Meve has to ask him, all nice and polite-like.

Meve, of course, refuses, because she’s nothing if not prideful. So Gascon closes the cell door and leans back against it and says something like, “guess we won’t be leaving, then. Unless, of course, you’d prefer to do something else on your knees,” or some sort of implication like that that makes it clear he’s suggesting that she blow him in exchange for release. And Meve is furious and her pride cuts at her, but dammit, she has no hope of freeing Lyria from Nilfgaard’s grasp while stuck in here. So she goes to her knees. And Gascon is surprised - from his view, she could’ve just begged him??? - but like... the QUEEN is on her KNEES for HIM, a (decidedly un)common bandit who she’d threatened to hang not a week prior. 

Also, I think there’s also a part of Gascon that blames Meve for the massacre of his family. According to the wiki, the year before King Reginald (Meve’s husband) died, Gascon’s family revolted against the king and were soundly squashed, with Gascon at a mere 8 years old the only one to survive. From there, he fell in with the Strays of Spalla and eventually became their leader. Remember this bit, ‘cause I’m definitely gonna come back to it. But anyway, Gascon doesn’t like Meve. He’s doing this because it’s the right thing to do and a little because having the queen indebted to him feels awfully good. Also, Meve is good with her mouth.

So good, in fact, that she drives him crazy, taking him to the edge and teasing him and teasing him and teasing him until his legs are shaking and the cell door is all that’s holding him up. I don’t think he actually begs, because his men are around the cell watching this, but he has to bite his lip hard to keep from doing so.

For Meve, there are many complicated feelings happening. On the one hand, this is humiliating and degrading and it’s shameful that she’s fallen so far as to be forced to service a fucking bandit and even worse that his men are SEEING this happen.

On the other hand... look, Meve was widowed 8 years ago. Somewhere in there (or before?), she comes to love and trust Reynard - who her husband, upon his deathbed, told her that he alone could be trusted. But she hasn’t made a move, because it wouldn’t be appropriate and she doesn’t want to ruin things between them. 

Point is, it’s been 8 years since she’s had sex and she has had cause to desire some sex. Queens can probably get amazing sex toys, but like, an actual cock? it’s been AGES since she’s been able to play with one and she kind of missed it. 

Additionally, in an effort to combat her shame and humiliation, she decides to flip the script on them. Gascon wants her to blow him? Fine, she’ll blow him so well that he utterly falls apart. And maybe she’s a little of practice, but Gascon is young anyway, he probably doesn’t even know better lmao. (But later, she’s oddly grateful that she had this chance for ‘practice’ before it actually mattered)

Eventually, she lets Gascon come - or maybe he uses his grip on her hair to pull her onto him? (She may decide to make it a good blowjob, but that doesn’t mean he’s earned deepthroating) - and the Strays, who have gone from hooting and hollering over the queen’s humiliation to flushed and aroused at the skillful way she destroyed their boss, let them out of the cell. 

Next, they go to the city jail to release Reynard, who was arrested as soon as the coup happened because everyone knows that Reynard’s loyalty to the crown is absolute. Reynard is sitting against the wall and he smiles brightly at the sight of her, so Meve strides into the cell to unshackle him. So of course Gascon, who now stands in front of the door once more, suggests something like, “such faithful loyalty deserves ample reward, does it not?”

And Meve is conflicted. Because AGAIN, the Strays of Spalla are watching them and Gascon is trying elicit sexual favours from her. But also, it’s Reynard. She’s wondered for so long what Reynard’s cock would be like and how he would treat her. And, she justifies to herself, she was already forced to give a piece of filth like Gascon a blowjob. Reynard most certainly deserved better.

So she orders him to stand and goes to her knees and is almost eager to get him in her mouth. And Reynard is caught entirely off guard here, because he was ready to skewer Gascon for the mere suggestion, and then she’s ACTUALLY DOING IT!!! And it’s not like she’s alone in having thought about it, but he always assumed that he would be the one on his knees. So for her to do so... he’s awed and a little horrified that he is party to degrading his queen in this way. And also aroused. REALLY fucking aroused, because Meve is on her knees for him! And unlike Gascon, he has earned deepthroating. Fortunately, he’s already leaning against the wall, so he doesn’t collapse. 

If Gascon hadn’t had the most intense orgasm of his life like 10 minutes previously, he’d definitely try to see if he could join in, even though they really don’t have the time for that sort of thing. But suffice it to say, Gascon remembers each and every moment Meve spent on her knees vividly.

Reynard comes (and Gascon is reluctantly pleased to have a companion in the wait-you-want-me-to-fight-after-how-hard-I-came!? club) and they all leave the dungeons - and get found by a patrol of guards. They have to fight their way out and Meve thinks Gascon managed to slip away - right up until he comes to their aid with his whole crew. With Gascon’s help, their motley crew flees the capital of Lyria (largely by traveling thru the sewers).

That night, they set up camp somewhere and instead of the royal supplies she’s used to, all they have is whatever the Strays of Spalla had, which means stolen and/or threadbare, ‘cause they’re not exactly living the high life. And Meve knows she should get some rest, but she can’t stop thinking about what happened in the prison(s) and she decides that, as long as Reynard was willing, why shouldn’t she pursue the man she loved? 

So she goes to the mess tent and it’s predictably full of drunken soldiers - well, drunken warriors. This rabble didn’t deserve to be called soldiers - and clusters of people playing dice and cards. She spots Reynard at one of the card tables - but sitting across from him is none other than the motherfucking Duke of Dogs. Half-formed plans to kiss Reynard drown under the flood of fury she feels and she summons Reynard to her, ignoring Gascon, who definitely tries to flirt with her. At this moment, she has VERY conflicted feelings about Gascon and most of them are negative. But also, they need him. She is very much aware that his men are the only reason she has any chance at all of taking back her home.

Anyway, Meve confronts Reynard, who explains that he doesn’t trust Gascon as far as he can throw him and whatever mischief Gascon is up to, whatever he thinks he can gain from helping them, Reynard is ready for the doublecross. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer is very much his philosophy, compounded by the way he has learned not to reveal - well, much at all. People probably find him very... is softspoken the word? Not like he speaks soft, but like, he doesn’t say a lot. He learned to keep his mouth shut after he managed to survive insulting the king, so he plays things pretty close to his chest and people find it hard to guess what he’s thinking. 

Gascon, for his part, is helping Meve because it’s the right thing to do (and a little because again, queen indebted to you? Very handy). He’s probably aware that Reynard doesn’t like him, even if Reynard acts friendly enough? Like, literally Reynard is so loyal to Meve that he was imprisoned and she was sure of his fealty. And Gascon has found ways to rationalize what he did i.e. raping Meve - she could’ve just begged! She had a choice! - but even though Reynard got a blowjob out of it, I’m sure Gascon would assume that Reynard would want him dead for the blowjob that he got.

I don’t precisely know what Reynard and Gascon’s relationship is like during this, tbh. I think it’ll be Meve’s POV, so she may have a limited view, but I think it’s definitely complicated. Made worse, of course, by both Meve and Reynard beginning to see the redeeming qualities in Gascon. But that comes later.

For now, Meve accepts Reynard’s explanation and knowing that he would do anything to protect her soothes some of the ruffled feathers from a very trying day. So she decides to subtly ask him something like, “come to my tent?” that like, isn’t blatant ‘cause they’re surrounded by drunk men, but also is pretty clear. And Reynard’s eyes widen and it hurts so much to do, but he tells her no. She’s had an intense fucking day - betrayed by her son and court, imprisoned, forced to give multiple blowjobs and work with lowly bandits and shit. Like, she’s been through a lot and he knows that she’s not able to be in her right mind. So he says no, part of him hoping that if she actually means it, she’ll try again in the morning.

But what Meve hears is no, not interested. Which makes this the third time today that she gets to be humiliated in front of the fucking Strays of Spalla, because not only is the man she loves rejecting her, but like... is he rejecting her because she’s tainted now? How is she supposed to interpret him enjoying a blowjob from her one hour and rejecting her advances the next? 

And the taint... I think that’ll be a theme in this fic (thus the title). Like, at the height of her power before the fall, Meve was “pure” - which in this case means firmly assured that she was right in everything, as she was always destined to be. There’s no questioning of the world order or if she’s qualified to lead. She simply knows that she is.

But now she’s been betrayed, her nobility and her title ripped from her grasp. And not only that, but she’s demeaned herself with a common thug! She even says it in the game - “look how far we’ve fallen, to be surrounded by peasants and deserters and bandits”. For her, this entire situation is almost like “being common” is reaching for her, trying to pull her in, and she wants to resist, because she’s always been taught that the nobles are BETTER than the common people. But as she works with her army of thugs and commoners, she starts to learn that poor people are people too (gee, who’da thunk it?)

That journey takes time, though, and we’re barely at the start of it! 

So, Meve gets rejected. She’s hurt and humiliated and at the moment doesn’t have a kind word for ANYBODY. She maybe cries herself to sleep and hates herself for being weak.

Then morning comes and she has her regular strategy meeting with Reynard, as she did every morning. And it’s awkward and Reynard is as silent as usual, always so deliberate about every word that leaves his mouth. And she wants to ask, but yesterday’s humiliation was enough. She can’t repeat it.

So even though they SHOULD’VE gotten together, they fail to, because Meve is stubborn and prideful and Reynard is closelipped and proper. And Meve kind of hates even the sight of Gascon, but since he IS the leader of the army that is currently only at her disposal because of him, she invites him to join the strategy meetings every morning. If Gascon helps provide a buffer between her and Reynard, so much the better.

Okay, I don’t actually know how everyone ACTUALLY gets together, BUT as they travel through the countryside of Lyria towards the Aedirnian border, a couple of important things happen.

1) Meve sees the real conditions of the people living in her realm. Even in areas that the lords had reported prosperous, people were starving and dying. She starts to learn that these are her people too.

2) Meve and Reynard get to know Gascon. Not just over their strategy meetings, but as they observe him and the Strays of Spalla they (Meve especially) begin to realize that their judgements were all wrong. Because yes, the Strays of Spalla are bandits. They steal from wealthy merchants and even wealthier nobles. That had always been enough to know before.

But now they come to know that that stolen food and blankets and supplies and coin went to the starving peasants in these lands. Hell, most of the Strays are from these areas. These are their people, even if Meve hasn’t figured out that they’re hers too.

Anyway, idk how they get together or how the story ends - is it with them getting together? Getting to Vengerberg to ask for help to reclaim their home? Ousting Villem and taking Lyria back? idk, I haven’t even gotten that far in the game yet lol.

So yeah, here’s a very long synopsis of a story that manages to have almost no porn and lots of angst, despite being inspired by a purely porny post lmao.

[micaylaharris]

le rouge nightclub

Three floors make up the notorious Le Rouge; a underground fight club is hosted in the basement, accessible only by those who know the password, a night club open to the general public on the ground floor, and a lounge upstairs where less than reputable business deals are made. 

ic: the night club is open to anyone and a lot of people don’t even know that there’s anything more to le rouge other than the night club. but access to the fight club is extremely elusive. one must know the password to get in and while letting the password slip to others is an unavoidable hazard, micayla keeps a close eye on who is being allowed in the club and obviously, reserves the right to revoke access at any time. technically, anyone could use the lounge upstairs, but getting a table is pretty difficult if you haven’t been there before. there’s also a check point at the entrance where all weapons must be checked at the door. 

underground fight club: anyone can participate but on invitation only, they must know the password to get downstairs. micayla takes a portion of any and all bets and winnings made in the club, all betting must be done through the club’s system (anyone attempting to make bets on the side will be dealt with) no fighting is allowed to take place on the premises EXCEPT in the ring, rule breakers will be swiftly kicked out and potentially banned from the club altogether

the nightclub is for anyone, there are strict rules about conduct (i.e. if one of the many security personnel catches you trying to spike a drink, start a fight, etc. the consequences will be severe). while le rouge may be a crime hot spot, micayla works hard to ensure the safety of her patrons, specifically her female patrons, while they are inside the club because a lot of people come to the club not even knowing about the underground fight club or the business that goes on upstairs

the lounge: there are many secluded and partitioned booths, where you can make your rather sinister business dealings in private; robberies, kidnappings, heists, murders, are all planned in le rouge’s lounge area. however micayla knows and sees all. there isn’t a business deal that is made in this club without her knowledge and she seems to know about any and all crime in the city 

ooc: basically, the underground fight club is EXTREMELY hard to get into. not everyone who hears about it or knows someone who has been allowed in will be able to get in themselves. I would LOVE to plot with any/everyone about if their character would be able to get in, but you don’t need to plot with me first in order to say your character has been granted access. just please make sure you allude to how difficult it was to get the password and how important secrecy is once you’ve been allowed access. feel free to message me if you have any questions about le rouge!!!

[hollowscreekrp]

Important announcement!

With so many supernaturals gathered in the same place, it’s only expected for the emotions to run high, and sometimes that steam needs to get blown in a more animalistic way.

Late at night when most residents sleep (or pretend to), the basement of Dark Night turns into a completely different setting: A cage in the middle of the space is the stage for those who want to prove themselves. While some do it for the fun, it can also help settle down some quarrels in a safer environment. The cage is covered with a spell that keeps anyone entering it from using their supernatural powers to make it fair.

The owner of the club is the one picking names at random from a hat to set the matches for the upcoming week.

Bets happen clandestinely, but if you want to put some money on your favorites, don’t hesitate.

The medic in the field, can patch everyone who requests it, but keep in mind it’ll be only with human medical procedures.

Now last but not least, THE RULES!

The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club.

The second rule of Fight Club is: what happens at fight club, stays at fight club.

The third rule of Fight Club: if someone yells “stop!”, goes limp, or taps out, the fight is over.

Fourth rule: only two folks to a fight.

Fifth rule: one fight at a time, fellas.

Sixth rule: the fights are bare-knuckle. No shirt, no shoes, no weapons, and most importantly: No powers.

Seventh rule: fights will go on as long as they have to.

And the eighth and final rule: if this is your first time at Fight Club, you have to fight.

Make it fun, make it fair, and Welcome to the fight club!

OOC: Please like this post to make sure it reached everyone!

[genuineviolence]

FOLLOW YOUR OWN PATH !

for the employees of five novelty bars that make up “the long crawl” , the party never stops. only problem is: they’re not the ones partying. banded together by a route established by drunken college students over a decade ago, our bartenders have no choice but to try get along if they want to survive wave after wave of rowdy tourists and hipsters. what is there to do when it feels everyone is moving forward but you ? can these crawlers break the cycle they’re stuck in and find a way to join in the fun, or will they embrace the never ending road that is THE LONG CRAWL ?

THE RULES/OVERVIEW

muses should be 21+. fcs should be 19+. follow the age +5/-5 rule. we can discuss in some cases. please refrain from using problematic face claims.  muns should be 18+. there will be adult themes throughout. right now there are spots for roughly 10 muns, but we have plenty of space to expand if there’s demand.  

NOTE: you are allowed to apply with two muses. they cannot work at the same bar, just so we can spread stuff out better. people can apply only as bartenders or dancers (only in the case of venom) just to keep everyone on equal ground and discourage power imbalances. managers will be npcs.

this is a very low stakes plot. there will be events and such but be prepared to focus more on character & relationship building ! ic drama is totally encouraged. ooc drama is not. i expect us all to be adults and communicate with each other. do not force shipping. please respect everyone’s boundaries. if you purposefully cause problems, you will be booted. 

please try to be active ic OR ooc at least every three days. interest checks will be posted to ensure people keep their roles. no one will be kicked unless 1) there’s severe inactivity (over a week) 2) they don’t react to keep their role within the 24 hour time frame. and even then i’ll speak to you beforehand to make sure. 

THE APP

( faceclaim, gender, pronouns ) everybody here knows first last !  they’re a bartender/dancer working at bar name. they’re a age in numbers zodiac originally from location. everyone says they’re one positive trait but also one negative trait. they remind me of 3 aesthetics and you can usually catch them listening to song here. their favorite drink is drink. written by alias, age and pronouns.

please feel free to send in mixes, pinterest boards, mood boards -- whatever you feel might help me understand your character better! please send them through submit.

THE BARS

MURRAY’S (1/4 SPOTS TAKEN) a good old fashioned irish pub. most likely place for a fight to break out. often full of regulars and older customers. didn’t consider themselves “themed” until they were lumped in with the rest of the crawl. inspirations: paddy’s pub from it’s always sunny, cheers. y’know, from cheers, the dive bars we all know and love.

VENOM (1/4 SPOTS TAKEN) a vintage vampire themed strip club/burlesque. high concept, but not unwelcoming. equipped with a main room, where most people on the crawl stop to drink, and an entertainment room, where the dancers and performers work.  inspirations: maison derriere (of the simpsons fame), elvira, the titty twister (from dusk til dawn). 

COLONEL ANGUS (1/4 SPOTS TAKEN) the local gay bar. tongue and cheek, pastel and candy colored, thriving on comedy and camp. caters to all members of the lgbtq community with sapphic/feminine leanings. inspirations: but i’m a cheerleader’s production design, the works on john waters and david lynch, fans of the criterion collection. 

CHEAT CODE (1/4 SPOTS TAKEN) a barcade with everything from vintage selections to brand new vr tech. expect theme nights and big screen super smash brothers games. retro-futuristic and completely neon & led lit. almost another planet.  inspirations: the arcade from stranger things, super mario world in japan,  scott pilgrim versus the world. 

THE DOGHOUSE (1/4 SPOTS TAKEN) a cowboy bar. styled after old saloons and equipped with a trusty mechanical bull. home to square dancing nights and live country music. a welcome relic.  inspirations: wherever the fuck beiste took schue in that one episode of glee, coyote ugly, western nostalgia.

THE CAST (5/20 SPOTS TAKEN)

( jacob elordi, cis man, he/him ) everybody here knows rowan quinn !  they’re a bartender working at murray’s. they’re a 22 year old capricorn originally from austin, texas. everyone says they’re protective but also abrasive. they remind me of grease stained muscle tees, a mattress on the floor of a studio apartment, a wave of cool water on a hot summer’s day, and you can usually catch them listening to shady lane by pavement. their favorite drink is craft beer. written by syd, 23, they/them.

( lily james, cis woman, she/her ) everybody here knows marley weston aka ivy! they’re a dancer working at venom. they’re a 28 year old sagittarius originally from queens, new york. everyone says they’re driven but also callous. they remind me of well-loved leather seats in an old car, hair dye stains on a bathroom sink counter, and cinnamon chewing gum, and you can usually catch them listening to red red red by fiona apple. their favorite drink is a rum and coke. written by jace, 23, he/they.

( patti harrison, trans woman, she/her ) everybody here knows audrey do ! they’re a bartender working at colonel angus. they’re a 28 year old taurus originally from knoxville, tennessee. everyone says they’re loving but also erratic. they remind me of an abundance of party city feather boas, conversational buffy speak, the women of beyond the valley of the dolls, and you can usually catch them listening to another girl another planet by the only ones. their favorite drink is a moscow mule. written by syd, 23, they/them.

( olivia o’brien, cis woman, she/her ) everybody here knows veronica ‘ronnie’ grant ! they’re a bartender working at cheat code. they’re a 24 year old gemini originally from austin, texas. everyone says they’re witty but also guileful. they remind me of hands always stained with purple hair dye, a competitive streak that drives your mood and the art of being able to infiltrate any social circle you want and you can usually catch them listening to beast of burden by the rolling stones. their favorite drink is an apple martini. written by jamie, 24 and she/they.

( kit harington, cis man, he/him ) everybody here knows jack deacon! they’re a bartender working at the doghouse. they’re a 31 year old capricorn originally from aberdeen, north carolina. everyone says they’re patient but also aloof. they remind me of a muddy pair of boots by the front door, a threadbare jacket that he refuses to get rid of, and a firm but friendly handshake, and you can usually catch them listening to summertime by janis joplin. their favorite drink is a summer shandy. written by jace, 23, he/they.

APP COUNT

murray’s - x 3 ( charlie gillespie, joe keery,  milena tscharntke  ) venom - x 3 ( jessica sula, zoey luna, nathan bouts ) colonel angus - x 3 ( shannon purser, sza, mei pang ) cheat code - x 3 ( ellie bamber, elliott fletcher, archie renaux ) the doghouse -x 3 ( coco jones, josefine frida pettersen, cindy mello )

[thegleeacademy]

Congratulations and welcome back to The Glee Academy. KURT HUMMEL is a SWITCH and will be placed in suite 136 in the building that used to be Dalton Academy because he has been found to pose no threat to the general population. As soon as you send in your account link I’ll add you to the masterlist and get you an ooc link.

NAME: Kurt Elizabeth Hummel FC: Chris Colfer AGE: PRONOUNS & GENDER: He, his, him/ cis male SEXUALITY: Homosexual MARK: Previously sub, recently marked Switch

BIRTHDAY/BIRTH ORDER/SIBLING INFO: CLASSES: (this is optional) CLUBS: (this is optional) KINKS:  Rough sex, bondage, daddy kink, hot wax, voyeurism, sex in public, choking. Mostly anything except anti-kinks. ANTI-KINKS:  Golden showers, scat, vore, blood.

⇲ BIOGRAPHY INFORMATION

The children of a well known Congressman, Burt Hummel, the Hummel siblings grew up knowing all about politics, and the way they ruled and moved their world. Especially when it came down to the Dominant/submissives dynamics. And his family respected them all. They were never involved in any major scandal because they knew how to follow the rules. They weren’t a powerful family, just one with a respectful position all in all.

Kurt has always marched to his own drummer and he reveled in it. He enjoyed that he was different, even if it meant other people didn’t like it. He gave opinions not everyone agreed with, argued for others who couldn’t fight for themselves, and made his stances well known to anyone who wanted to hear them. He fought for the little guy and fought for the voiceless. Overall, Kurt has a big heart and is always willing to help a friend, no matter what the cost to himself. Kurt was well known to put others first - whether it was friends, family or someone he just met, there was nothing he would not do to help.

Kurt learned from a very early age to stand for himself, especially considering he suffered from heavy bullying during high school, always trying to focus on the things he loved doing: fashion design and performing. No one was surprised when at the age of 18 he received his submissive mark on the wrist, and even if he was happy with that, the downside of it all was that he couldn’t really pursue the other things he wanted in life, mainly going to college in New York, most specifically Pace University.

Then the rebellion happened and everything turned upside down. He returned back home as soon as possible to make sure his dad was okay, and also while he waited for things to calm down. And when it did, he was shock to see his mark had turned into one with a capital S, of Switch. That, and the knowledge he had to go to the infamous Dalton Academy was daunting in many ways. But also it made it very interesting, especially knowing that now things were different, and with a new mark on his wrist, he was definitely curious as to how things could be from now on.

HAD YOUR CHARACTER GRADUATED BEFORE THE REBELLION CAME? IF SO, WHAT WERE THEY DOING IN THE REAL WORLD? IF NOT, WHAT WAS IT LIKE FOR THEM TO BE ON CAMPUS WHEN THE REBELLION TOOK OVER?: TBD

IS THERE ANYTHING YOU HAVE IN MIND FOR YOUR CHARACTER OR WOULD LIKE THEM TO DO?: TBD

[bokutoisbestowl]

Fem!S/O Volleyball Player gets injured in her match: Tsukishima and Kageyama

Thank you so much for the request!! I hope you’re feeling better since when we last talked and that this can cheer you up!! Also would just like to remind people that my Request’s are open and I’m happy to take them for the following schools: Karasuno, Aoba Johsai, Nekoma, Fukurodani and Shriatorizawa. If you want to request for other characters (for example Aone or the Miya twins) then don’t be afraid to ask!!

**Also, sorry if the boys seem a bit OOC!!**

Tsukishima 

You were a transfer student, coming to Karasuno in Tsukishima's second year (you also being a second year).

Known for being one of the top liberos in the prefecture, everyone was shocked when you went to the school with one of the worst girls volleyball team

It's a total and utter surprise, everyone knows the girls team isn't as motivated or determined as the boys team but hopefully, you would bring a new personality to the team

And you definitely did

The school soon learnt of your position and skill set and you were immediately put on the starting line and soon enough the girls were looking at nationals

It didn't happen just because you were there though. You certainly added confidence to the team, afterall a libero's job is to keep the ball up. The team have complete faith in you and if it weren't for the rule that Liberos can't be captains, you would have been nominated in your third year

But instead you helped the captain be the foundation and the rest of the team put in the effort

They started coming to morning practices and were almost as late as the boys after school, which was great because you could then walk home with your boyfriend

You and Tsukishima had met when Noya heard the rumours of the girls new libero back when he was  third year. Of course he used his superiority as an excuse to go check them out. 

so they boys sat in on the girls practice and were shocked at how much they’d changed, with stronger attacks and more focus on defence - they were soon going to be joining the boys club in level of skill

Tsukishima was completely taken back by your level of concentration and love for the game, watching how you’d chase after even the most difficult shots

You two bonded after a few co-ed practice sessions, you would save the balls that he would block and that turned into one big playful friendship which eventually led to dates and a relationship

You two would support each other in and off the court, thankfully some of the games didn't line up so you could watch a few of his games and visa versa. 

Currently, he was stood in the stands, watching the last game before Nationals, YOUR last chance at Nationals.

tensions were obviously high in the air, Tsukishima watched as your entire team pushed for every last point trying to push ahead

only one more point 

one more point and the Karasuno Girls Volleyball Club would be going to nationals for the first time in years,

This led to what Tsukishima thought of as one of his worst nightmares.

You watched as the ball was spiked across the court, eyes following it as you ran full speed trying to keep up. without thinking you dives, arm up in the air to force the ball back to your team, colliding with a courtside table in the process

you felt the pain of losing that point before the pain of the actual fall. The ball had been set spiked and blocked before you even got up from your position on the floor. 

you shrugged it off, sending a nod to your coach who sat apprehensively on the side. she’d ran out of time outs, so with you playing ahead, she couldn’t stop the match

but you played on, ignored the ache in the back of your head, trying to focus on the ball but your sigh as getting blurry, breathes becoming laboured as the ball hits the ground on your side. 

in a great show of sportsmanship, however, the opposing teams coach stands and calls for a time out, effectively breaking the momentum her team had just received.

almost immediately, your team surrounded you and guided you back to the coach, who walked you to the infirmary, staying with put until she heard that you had narrowly avoided a concussion but still needed to rest. 

knowing you were in good hands, the coach left, not surprised to see Tsukishima waiting outside. before the tall boy could even speak, the coach smiles

“She’s fine. She just missed having a concussion but the nurse is going to keep an eye on her for a few hours. You can go in but make sure she rests eventually okay?”

Tsukishima simply nodded, quietly stepping into the room and explaining to the nurse that the coach had allowed him in. You looked up at him and sighed slightly, knowing that you were going to receive some sort of lecture for your actions

“Tsuki-”

“No y/n. What the hell were you thinking? Chasing after the ball like that? I know its an important game, but at least look where your going! You’re lucky that the table didn't crush you! And playing on even when you knew you were in pain?! Do you have any idea how worried I was?”

As he had been talking, his voice gradually got louder and louder, resulting in the nurse clearing her throat and sending him a stern look. You both apologised before Tsuki sat on the chair beside the cot you sat on. Shaking his head he grabs you hand, seeing you shake silently.

he hadn’t noticed you were crying until he saw the tear drops on the blankets, your quiet sniffles breaking the silence.

“Y/n-”

“I’m sorry... I thought... the girls had worked so hard... I just wanted to go to nationals... I went in first year but these girls... they deserve to know what it feels like Tsuki! I got ahead of myself... I’m sorry Kei...”

Tsukishima hugs you immediately, feeling bad for shouting at you. of course he knew your intentions were good, he just wished you’d think things through sometimes. but then you wouldn’t be.... you. Your passion for the game is what entranced him in the first place

pulling back, he wipes your eyes gently and offers you one of his rare smiles, taking the ice from the nurse with a thank you before gently holding it to the back of your head

“I get it... me telling you off like that was uncalled for, especially when I did a similar thing in first year against Shiratorizawa. just... be careful next time okay?”

with a nod from you, the two of you sat in silence, with Tsukishima having moved his chair closer to sit beside you, intertwining your fingers with his free hand and wiping your eyes whenever they water again

“Does your head still hurt?”

“A little... but it’s getting better... thank you..”

The silence continued, though you had taken out your phone to watch random clips on Youtube, wanting to fill the silence with quiet noise as to not hurt your sensitive head any further. the two of you only looked up when Tsuki would lift your face gently to press small kisses to your temple or cheek. Never one for intense PDA

Suddenly coach walks in smiling happily, thankful that one of her start players were okay and happy that she had good news

“We won!”

Tsukishima couldn’t help but smile, watching as his girlfriends face brightens and the grin is soon back on her face

“Congratulations. now all you have to do is learn to look where your running.”

“Kei!”

Kageyama 

You two had known each other in middle school and just like Kageyama you were a prodigy setter, though it’s fair to say that your relationship with your seniors was a lot more healthy.

Unlike Kageyama, you had people skills. Which is why you two were close friends since childhood, that and you lived next to each other. Often times you would practice together, which meant that not only were you training with one of the best up and oming setters, you also had the personality of Sugawara/Oikawa to match. you were definitely a force to be reckoned with and everyone knew that

In first year, you weren’t put in the starting line up of the girls team, which you were surprisingly okay with. You knew the third years would want their time to shine and respected that

of course you wanted to play but you’d get your chance, for now you simply helped their current setter (which everyone found odd that a first year was helping and second year) with showing off the spikers skills

with this you ended up building a repore with the girls and soon they started to trust you and had no problem leaving. They had faith that their new starting line up would bring victory to the team after they left

In second year things went smoother, you were put on the starting line up and Kageyama eventually confessed

yes, he confessed to you in a that weird aggressive way when he asks for help

you had to laugh at him slightly, because he was normally so non-cholent around you that it was odd to see him so nervous 

you also had to admit that the blush on his face was CUTE

for a while things went on as normal, you would both go to your own clubs on the night/morning time and walk each other to and from school.

occasionally you would also walk with the boys team and Kags or who ever was buying would treat you to a meat bun because you’re part of the family now.

yes the family includes girlfriends.

it was all going well, until your passion and determination caused you to get injured.

you had been in the stands when Daichi got hurt back in his third year and had gotten worried for the captain, you knew incidents happened during games, you just didn’t think there would be a repeat of that situation involving you the year after

Kags was in the stand with Hinata, watching and supporting as his girlfriend helped lead her team to victory, making tactical decisions and celebrating each point with a high five and a smile to her teammates

honestly you were having the time of your life, and even though you were fighting for your last game, you were doing so for the third years. 

you were in a position where all you wanted was for the third years to see all the hard work they put into their practices be worth it

so when the fall came falling down marking the winning point for the opposing team, you dived for it

it didn’t matter if you couldn’t set, you knew someone else would be able to cover that for you

it was their last chance and you wanted to help make it count

unfortunately, so did the other players.

you collided with someone, you couldn’t exactly see who but the ball was in the air and spiked directly down on the opposing team in the confusion.

you could feel a hand on your shoulder, eyes opening to find you captain above you looking worried

“I’m fine, let’s keep playing.”

“Are you sure y/n?”

with a nod and a thumbs up to the coach, you were allowed to keep playing but you could feel the eyes of not only your coach but your boyfriend on you. All you had to do was make sure the next two sets were yours and no one elses

of course the other team wouldn’t let it go that easy

two sets turned into three and three into four and soon the pain in your head was too much. your sets weren’t lining up and your frustration made the pain even more unbearable. it got to the point however when you tasted the metallic of blood inside your mouth

without thinking, you cupped your mouth and spat out the blood, the taste getting too much and the umpire immediately calling your coach over

you rushed to the infirmary, tears already in your eyes as you looked to the floor, looking up only to see your boyfriend’s concerned, angry face and Hinata’s 

you looked down, avoiding his gaze before the door was shut and you were examined. it wasn’t your fault, accidents happen and you were sure your teammate felt just as bad. you’d have to make sure Kageyama didn’t try to shout at her - though you were sure he wouldn’t do something like that to a female senior, even when he gets hotheaded

Eventually, you were allowed to leave, the teams manager waiting outside with Kageyama and Hinata. After quickly thanking the nurse, you shut the door and were immediately pulls into a hug

“I was so worried you dumbass! What were you even thinking?! You wouldn’t have been able to set, you didn’t need to move y/n! You saw what happened to Daichi last year, this is what happens when theres a lack of communication!”

Hinata and your manager had tried to calm him down but were instead pushed aside, Hinata soon going to shout back at Kageyama before your sniffles stopped him. sensing this was a private moment, your manager pulls Hinata away, leaving you with your boyfriend

who had no idea what to do

you were full on crying in front of him and he just blinked before awkwardly hugging you and you were grateful for it, even if it seemed weird to passersby

“I just wanted the third years to win...” it was all you needed to say for Kags to nod and understand. Of course he understood that feeling, he had taken Sugawara’s place in his first year. Every game they won was another chance for his senior to play again.

he just wish you’d take care of yourself.

“I get it... I’m sorry for shouting at you like that-”

“It’s okay Kags... thank you for caring so much..”

that smile... just another reason why he fell in love with you. Quickly, he placed a kiss on your lips, blushing as he guided you back to the court, waiting for your team outside

“Aww Kags, are you blushing?”

“Shut it.”

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[lumenouarp]

Since the Dark World’s a former prison realm, this social event is their chance to formally introduce themselves to the other realms. Gone are the days of housing banished beings from throughout Lume Noua and in its place was a strong civilization built by their formerly imprisoned occupants. With leaders and an internal hierarchy. While it doesn’t mimic a traditional hierarchy - it’s their own. For one week, everyone from other realms can gather for the first time in the history of Lume Noua, in the Dark World, and begin the social season.

Dress warmly as the Dark World’s weather is in total opposite of the other realms. While it may be summer elsewhere, during this time, in the Dark World - winter reigned. Gusts of winter winds chilled the air and snowfall covered the ground. Cleverly, the realm’s the festivities have a winter theme. The Dark World welcomes you to Winter Holiday in July.

[OOC Note: In character this event will span from Saturday 7/24 - 7/31. In real time, this event will span from 7/24 - 8/14.  It will be your choice in keeping your old threads or placing them on pause to focus on the event. All event threads should be tagged LMEVENT1. There will be a few plot drops throughout this event. Activities below have days as sort of an IC itinerary, but you may plot and post about these in any order you’d like. Remember all major plots must be admin approved, but most importantly have fun!]

Activities

Saturday- Sunday

Due to the social event starting on the day of the full moon, all festivities will begin on Monday. There are two days to get settled and rest and deal with the effects of the full moon.

On Sunday there will be a Dark World Welcome Feast to kick off the festivities for the coming week. This feast will have a little bit of everything for all dietary needs. There will also be blood bags and donors as well.

Monday-Tuesday

Extreme Gift Exchange - The rules are simple, everyone is to bring a gift to the event. During the gift exchange, whatever gift a person picks can be stolen. To steal the gift, it much be defended in a match of your choice - A Duel, a fist fight, arm wrestling etc. The person that successfully defends themselves wins the gift. [OOC Note: To facilitate this, you will have from 7/24 to 7/31 to submit gifts to the main. Gifts will go out starting 8/1. These gifts will be distributed at random. Once they are, feel free to plot with one another if someone gets a gift that your character would like to “steal” or “defend” We will leave those options up to you.]

Thestral Sleigh Ride - the Dark World has many beasts, but the thestral is special. They pull the sleighs for the sleigh rides and they can seem to be invisible but only those that have witnessed traumatic deaths or had their own lives taken can see the beasts. While they will not harm by simply riding in the sleigh behind them, we recommend not petting the beast. With a single touch, they can show you your death or the death of someone you love in the future. It will be a single traumatic vision without the full picture.

Holiday Drinking Competition - Think you can hold your liquor? Come drink with us and show us what you’ve got. The Dark World’s infamous homemade firewater (moonshine/liquor) brands and alcohol from the other realms will be available as well. At the end of the night, the one left standing will win bragging rights and their pick of top shelf liquor to take home.

Rage Room - Got any grievances, rage and anger you need to release? Come to the rage room it’s designed to smash everything in the room.

Snow Ball Wars - Get a team together and start a war. May the best team win.

Tattoo booth - Craving for some ink? Talented artists will be available at a tattoo booth  and waiting to provide you a permanent keepsake of your time here in the Dark World.

Wednesday -Thursday 

Hackers Games- Think you have what it takes to go toe to toe with some of Lume Noua’s best hackers? Let the hacker games begin. Not computer savvy? Take a class in hacking 101 while the pros compete.

Knife Throwing Competition- A knife throwing competition speaks for itself. Let’s see if you can earn your bragging rights.

Feed the Hydra - Calling all brave souls. Under guidance and a watchful eye of Finnian Ambrose, guests can feed the realm’s ferocious Sea Serpent. If they dare. The Hades Hydra, with its razor sharp claws and poisonous venom, lives along the jagged, rocky outskirts of the Dark World’s vast sea. Those that dare to face it and don’t escape, if not killed by it, and die in surrounding waters as the Hydra’s only controlled by the Monarch of Mayhem, Finnian.

Fight Night - In the Dark World most problems and disagreements are resolved with the spirit of competition. There is an underground fight club within the depths of the realm and tonight we have an open challenge for any and all who want to compete. All species welcome.

Friday - Saturday 

More to come on these festivities in a later post. Make certain to pack formal attire as well. 

Amenities 

Lodgings - The guests will be put up in nothing but the best Inns throughout the realm. Each room is a single or a double whatever will suit your needs. 

Food - All you can eat buffets will be provided for each meal during your stay. 

Enjoy taverns in the area - one in particular to highlight is The Golden Lion. You can also enjoy many different street merchants, shops etc during your visit to the Dark Realm.